Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Running through the house chasing Maggie, laughing, and then tragedy. BAM! Crashed right into the ironing board. The true tragedy of the situation, Nate did not know that it was called an ironing board since he had not been exposed to it very much in his lifetime. He described it as "that thing you put clothes on and steam comes up".

Thursday, April 14, 2011

My sweet Dylan was born with a cleft in his hand. Although it was repaired, his pinky on his right hand is missing some tendons. It will always be small and have very limited function. It doesn't bother him; it's just his special finger. When he was born, I remember feeling fiercely protective of him. His finger set off the "mama bear" in me. I remember talking to Mark about it and commenting that it wouldn't really bother Dylan unless he wanted to play the piano or something like that, and what were the chances of that. Hahahahaha, God does have a sense of humor. My Dylan loves music. He has started to play the trumpet this year (the same one his dad played). He loves it and practices often. He works hard and alternates between first chair and second chair. He really wanted a keyboard for his birthday. Yup, my boy wants to play the piano. I think he will do just fine, special pinky and all.

Monday, April 11, 2011

Dylan had a sleepover for his birthday. We went to a movie and ate pizza. The guest limit was limited to the number of kids I could fit in my car. I was thinking that was a good thing when it was midnight and they were still going strong. These pictures are all out of order, but I don't want to take the time to fix them.

They were so full from the Pizza that they hardly ate any cake.

Mark and I took Dylan shopping for is present from us. We wanted him to have some input. He was thrilled. Now we just need to get him into some lessons.